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of Meth and Red or you'll get wet up
The Choice is Yours Remix had my knees all messed up
Back then Black Eyed Peas were 3 dope dancers
Busta Rhymes yell
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
"There's no reason not to have sex with a cheese grater."
Hmm, no, I suppose not.
"Set up a stand outside of K-Mart with a plate full of frozen peas
Cloudy-eyed stroll, change up my schedule
I roll a couple of 'em up and look what it led to
Not no regular marijuana, that shit is special
Smell the odor,
And a good girl in my tax bracket
Got a black card that'll let Saks have it
These Chanel bags is a bad habit
I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, black
dagger!
Hit you between the eyes!
I cook my Black-Eyed Peas
While the black guy pees
Please, wear a black tie, please
Tell the black guy peace!
I use my
another rap that I'm ready to spit
It goes like this, my name is $hort
I'm tearin shit up like never before
Pimp slaps, makin snaps
Cold cash money
Oh yes, I'm that master rap
I'm the cold cap (echo)
I'm what you know, ask
Rapping
Beyotch, beyotch
2 times baby, one time more
Give it one more for
as letra
Mas vida loka parte 2 trazia uma força uma paz
Nessa fase curtia e ainda curto pra caralho
Cidinho e Doca, 50 cent e Black eyed peas Depois tive
themselves just thinkin we rhyme alike
How would you fight me I'm like ten families strong
Manipulation by song relate to it niggas
Henny on the rocks toast
from the Black Eyed Peas
Number one Billboard entry
Don’t get me started this
Ain’t no petty party
I’m hardly new to the game
I served my time in
to uphold
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)
Or so we're told
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see
So many
time? Let's just make it now
But what do I know? I'm just a black guy
Asking the same question as the black eyed peas
Where is the love? Where is
homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets
They feel me when they rollin' in they fat jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin' all my
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
And that's a fact y'all
And if you try to take what's mine
I take it back y'all - it's like that
Man, whatever
Dre, just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
I sit
Man, whatever
Dre, just let it run
Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit
Ayo, this song is for anyone
Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo
I sit
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
and you'll never get beat
By the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
Honky with an attitude coming unglued
Fate's right hand...I don't understand
boom boom pow
Like the Black Eyed Peas
Bro bricked the jay
Shit hittin too strong
Told her hurry up
Bitch taking too long
Made that boy hate
He ain't
Midwest nigga in the West
Red Corvette speeding down sunset
Ski mask, black Tec pulling through the set
Gang signs and palm trees
Bomb weed and becks
they hear me through the speakers
Man these niggas know I mean it
The mannerisms of a genius
Models down to seen it
The flow is scenic, the ho is black
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
featuring Gerald Levert
[Mack 10]
This song is dedicated
to all the up and coming rappers singers hustlers actors
Whatever you
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